Bang…
Bang… My dead body falls Falls into this pit Thud… Thud… Dirt begins to fill up Fill up the pit we dug Thud… Thud… Thud… My bones sit restless My family might have been with me Yet, my bones do not feel satisfied They try to move And try to see my family See them one last time But alas they can't So instead at this troubled hour My bones, my body, and me remember Remember my life and all my memories I first remember the face The face of my father As he stood next to me Then I see the face of my son next to my father yesterday When all was normal We heard news about a German Invasion, But thought nothing of it Today, at high noon They marched us With our band playing Playing cheerful music Out into the middle of the woods Told us to dig To dig this pit The locals cheered Our friends cheered At least I know I stood I stood with my family
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AuthorMy name is Hersch Nathan and I enjoy writing. I use poetry as a way for my voice to be heard. Archives
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